Just woke up

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So at least today when I woke up I was on daddy. Contrary to what
Samuel writes of the Folks, we seem to get along just fine. He let's
me poke his eyes and scratch his face and stuff.
Anyway apparantly all I got for Christmas this year was some clothes
and a screwdriver set. Not the best in the toy department, but I do
appreciate the opportunity to do some woodworking.
Just as soon as I obtain some fine motor control that is.

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